Lu Xiaoxiao's heart clicked when he saw the ink.

It's clear that there's nothing wrong with anybody, but Lu Xiaoxiao and Lan Enming are still a little apart silently.

Not long ago, the thing that was driven down by ink on the bus was still in his throat. Lu Xiaoxiao said casually without a word, "Ami, why did you suddenly come here? Is the company not busy?"

"Worried about the unsafe environment around you, come and see it."

Just his speech was heard in Lu Xiaoxiao's ear. I really don't know what to say. Finally, it was just in line with people's considerations: "You are so busy on business, you...